Codeword: BLACKADDER
summary: AU, will probably end up as Huddy. (sorry i'm no good at summaries) House has two lives. what will happen when the both collide? mild language.
Chapter 1
Dr Gregory House was as usual preparing to leave work after spending his day hiding from his boss. He had decided to leave through the ER today to avoid her office – he had caused a slight amount of damage to another MRI today and was certain that Dr Cuddy would still be pissed. But then again Cuddy was hot when she was pissed (although he would never tell anyone in his opinion she was hot anyway) suddenly his mind switched from Cuddy to his pager that had begun to vibrate and make high-pitched noises. Pulling it from his pocket he read the screen and stopped limping towards the door.
"BLACKADDER" it read.
Cuddy had frozen upon seeing the tattoo on the patient's wrist, It was familiar.
"Cuddy" Wilson said again tapping her on the shoulder
"Hmm" she replied looking at him. He nodded his head towards the girl sat on the bed.
"Could I borrow your pager please?" the girl asked
"What for?" cuddy replied defensively
"Borrow mine." Foreman told her handing her the small black device.
Cuddy looked at the girl. She estimated her age at 25, the patient had black hair (well it could have been a really dark brown) and purple eyes.
"What's your name?" asked Wilson once she was done with the pager, only to turn around when Foreman began waving someone over.
Cuddy felt her heart beat quicken as she heard the familiar sound of a cane tapping the floor behind her until she remembered that she was meant to be mad at House.
"What happened" he asked the people huddled round the bed
Cuddy and Wilson stared at him as if he was going mad. Did he just ask that? Cuddy thought to herself.
"There was a umm incident" began Foreman
"Mass murder" muttered the girl
"A shoot out of sorts resulting in a house fire." He rambled
House's gaze never left the patient's as Foreman spoke.
"All of them" she snarled at House understanding his questioning glare.
"Leave" House muttered to Cuddy and Wilson
"We need her history!!" Wilson protested
" my name is Alix Leigh Black, no Alix is not short for anything nor is anything short for Alix, yes I am aware I should probably feel some pain right now but it is nothing for you to worry about. I was born 25 years 3 weeks and 2 days ag,o my mother died giving birth to me my nana died in a car crash – there is no history of cancer or any genetic diseases in my family. I assume you know the fate of my father and uncles? No? Okay.
Dead by multiple gunshot wounds and possibly a few burns to the body by the beeping of that pretty machine over there I would say yes all 6 of them have died in the past 2 hours."
"Thank you?" Wilson stammered.
Alix jumped down off the bed and walked past Wilson gazing over his shoulder. A man made his way through the clinic and though his face was battered and bruising Alix recognised him as one of the people that had attacked her house that night.
"OI!" she yelled, the man turned a stared at her until he registered who she was and then he ran for the stairwell as fast as he could.
"Shit!" Alix cursed and ran after him.